He's Here

Blessed are those who have gone before
Cursed are those to whom rise no more
Sugar and spice for those who are nice
Heavens gold given you as a fair price
The truest gold found in the heart
With honesty and purity playing a part
Blessed are those who may part now
Not having to fight the stench of the sow
You know who you are you worthless goat
Grown in mire, darkness and sin as thy coat
I curse this day that is given to you
To rise and fall which I know you will do
Man has given his life foolishly thinking of you
Thinking all the while he'd be wise to know what to do
But then he forgot that he couldn't see
For he too is corrupt and looks just like thee